Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Is Dead

Hi, you lady, alright, babe, gonna ya

When I was just a boy, bout the age of five
I went to sleep, I heard my and papa talking
She said, "We got to stop boy, hes gettin' too far out
Hes goin wild, we gotta stop child"

And I lay listening, feeling bad
You know, people, I was bad
Mama didnt the way I did my thing
The old lady, she didnt get with thing

But my was a sailor, get his head around
And he said, "Boy, you got to do it, son, get intact
You gotta love, love, love, love, love, my tonight
Let me tell you, baby, bout the of rock

I to be a boy in my home block
Used to feel alone then I some news
Bunch ocats got the news
You I love my rock n roll people

You we got some fun
We gonna tonight, yeah cmon
Rock and roll is
Rock and roll is

Must be something instead
You got to lay right and die, die, die, die yeah
Its all baby, thats it
We gotta go, we had good times
But its gone, its all

I got a few on my chest, I got to get em off
Now listen, listen, listen, listen,
Now I dont want to hear no talk no revolution
And I swear to God I dont want to

No about no constitution
And in my frame of mind I am in no for
No about no cremation
The only Im interested in
I have a good time

I dont wanna hear no talk no riots
No demonstrations, no cacitritions, no
only one thing I want to see
Thats some dancin, were gonna some fun
Were gonna a good time, lets roll

O boogie, all long, yeah
Rocky woman, be my pal
Gonna be the fool, deep-dap-doo
You gotta love, love, ya baby little lotta-gita-do
cmon

Yeah, wait a minute, wait a minute, a minute
Wait a minute, now listen here
Im talkin about the death of and roll
And who it

Im talkin about the
Im about the news
Have you heard, you heard
Have you the word?

is dead
Rock is

Now I want to be the one to lay it on ya sweetheart
But I used to be a little traveler
I used to think we had the whole thing sewed up,
Then I realized, rock and is dying, baby

I see some fun
I wanna see some out
I see my people
Non-political,
Transcendental,
Coolambindang

Are you Are you ready?
Are you to sing the blues, my baby?

Yeah, I it real slow, I like it real bad
I like to get myself
I to hear you get undressed
Naked woman, out of

I care how loud you snore
Sun down, way out on the sea
Here she comes, little girl, gonna set me
cmon, now one more time

Yeah, tTrain aride, sixteen long
Train aride, coaches long
Well, I got my
Gonna get on the train and run,

Well, that big black train gonna get my
Big black train, yeah, the big black gonna get my love
Gonna take her, hug her, gonna, whoa
love, love, love, love a dingo yeah, big black train

Now I got home, I heard my daddy say
"You want a little piece? Do you want a little
Do you want a little soul? Do you want a soul?"

I not help myself, I could not help myself
I not help, help, help
Im dyin, Im dyin, Im
Im die, die, digadigadoohdah,

Its over, its
Have mercy, mercy
Have mercy on poor son

We had some times
We had a few good
But those good little times, you know where they
absolutely, positively under the ground

And as as I got breath, the death of rock
Is the death of me and rock is
Well, dead, alright, yeah
is dead